I'm up this early?!

It is 7:15 AM. I'm normally not up this early. I usually get out of bed before 10:00 (Mom's rule). Anyway, I thought I might fill you in on what has happened recently.

I forgot to mention that on Saturday I picked up my CDs from the library. I've been listening to a couple of tracks off of Bob Dylan's Highway 61 Revisited, but I have not yet put in the soundtrack from The Song Remains The Same. I was tired last night - I think it was partly due to the weather. I also had a headache, and for a bit I had aching wrists (probably from too much knitting), and then aching ankles. Now my ankles are aching again. Yay.

At the library, my dad found a DVD entitled, EastEnders: The Slaters in Detention, and got it out for Mom.. It was really funny, with serious bits mixed in. I don't watch EastEnders as often as Mom does, but I like to watch it when there's an interesting story going on. I'm more of a Coronation Street nut, though. That reminds me... it's not on during the Olympics, and I don't think they're replaying in on Sunday mornings because of said Olympics. I'll have to check CBC's website to see if they've got the episodes online.

I chatted with Erica on MSN (okay, it's Windows Live Messenger now, but you get the idea) last night. She said that since the Festival of Friends didn't work out, would I like to go to the Peach Festival? She didn't know when it was, though, and when I asked her if she remembered what weekend it is, she said, "No. I already stated that." I didn't ask her why she couldn't come to the Festival of Friends (I didn't think to, and it would have been rude of me to ask), but she didn't even apologize. Nice, huh?

I'm not sure if I should knit a Christmas present for her. I intend to make washcloths for Holly, but if Erica's going to be like this, does she deserve a knitted gift?

I hope Max is home for Christmas. I can't remember when he's supposed to be coming back. Max, in case you don't know, used to go to my youth group. He's quite cute. He went away for a while and I can't remember when he went or when he's supposed to be back. I think he'll be home by December, though. If he is, maybe I'll make him a scarf or something... Or a hat.